Chloe's POV
"Let's play a game Truth." I offer and the look of confusion he sends me has me biting my lip to stifle my laugh.
"What's that?" He asks, bringing his spoon up to his mouth. The way he slips the utensil inside and uses his tongue to clean it has me breathless remembering last night when I felt just how talented his tongue is. I shake my head a little to try and clear it as he patiently waits for an answer.
" It's a game Thomas and I used to play. It's a way for both parties to get information without it seeming unfair. The way you play is you go back and forth asking questions. We both have to answer as honestly as we can. If you don't want to answer a question you can pass but you only get one so choose it carefully. If you pass a second time I win and you have to answer one of the questions you passed on. And vice versa." I explain, keeping my eyes on the bowl in front of me as I do.
